#001 [open]

[ceruleanspid8r]

Characters: AU Vriska and the people who meet her (aka open)
Setting: Dorm 1-13 / Cafeteria / Exploring
Format: Starts action, but will follow
Summary: The tower has another new cerulean blood and she's not happy about it. Note: please specify if you're meeting her in/by her dorm, in the cafeteria or roaming the tower (in which case you get to pick where)
Warnings: Rage and swearing. Violence likely if provoked.

Dorm 1-13
[Anyone who happens to be passing - or to be inside - Dorm 1-13 when Vriska awakes will be treated to a loud, angry scream as she waits rather impatiently for the sleep paralysis to wear off. When she can finally move, there's more swearing as she takes in the unflattering outfit she's wearing. Soon, she'll notice the chest and change into something more appropriate. And it's then she notices the collar - in green, of all colours! Feel free to run into her either in the room or just as she's leaving it.]

Cafeteria
[This is actually Vriska's second visit to the cafeteria. Her last visit ended in the need to throw up so she's back, scowling as she eats some oatmeal and periodically tugging at the collar that just refuses to come off. There's no-one else at her table, though, if you dare approach]

Exploring the Tower
[Once fed, Vriska starts to roam the tower, on the hunt for anyone who can explain what's going on - whether this is a ploy to pull the blue-bloods into line or if something more unusual is afoot. She'll be taking in most of the floors at least in passing, her trusty cutlass in hand, so feel free to run into her anywhere]

Comments

[ceruleanspid8r]

Yeah well, aren't you lucky getting a choice in the matter. Us, we can either sit and whine about it or we can accept it and figure out how to make it work for us.

[guiltapalooza]

There's no need to get sassy with me, missy. You know I'm on your side with the how unfair it is.

At least while you're here, things are different.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Did she just call her missy? Wow, no wonder she considered fin-face an insult]

Not really? Or do you mean because I'm supposed to defer to the purples instead of the reds and golds? Because I've never been that good at deferring to begin with.

[ocariness]

[ WOW this is a vaguely uncomfortable topic, but Link may as well. ]

... They drain whatever liquid is in them out of the collars and replace it. Trying to fight them doesn't do much good.

[ Not even sure what the heck these collars are for, but there are quite a few... guesses, and none of them were anything less than disconcerting. ]

[wwaterboy]

[Snort] Wwho's jealous?

[ceruleanspid8r]

Is that it? Just switching out the liquid from these things?

[That sounds suspiciously easy. Obviously there's more to it than than.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

It's okay. You don't have to pretend. Not like I'm going to tell anyone the remarkable non-news that I'm better than a fin-face.

[guiltapalooza]

[Willow was totally serious about missy.]

No, but it's a lot harder to enforce here. Not that they don't try to enforce it, but there's a lot less back up here. And I know of at least one person aside from myself that won't put up with needless violence to start with.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Right. Well forgive me if I don't rush to take your word on that one. Just because they haven't been able to strike yet doesn't mean they're not planning to.

[wwaterboy]

[He just. Rolls his eyes, and starts eating.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[And she'll take this cue to stand to leave]

Later, fin-face. Try not to choke on that.

[And off she wanders to the next adventure]

[guiltapalooza]

I'm not saying you're safe. That'd be stupid-- no one's ever really safe. [Got a little cynical there.]

I'm just saying, maybe... it might not be so bad.

[ceruleanspid8r]

I'll believe that when I see it. Meantime just means I gotta watch both ends of the spectrum because now it's a fucking roulette as to where I stand in relation to them.

Still don't get where you non-trolls fit in.

[shesapir8]

[Mindfang raises an eyebrow before shrugging off her overcoat. Her blouse underneath lacks full sleeves, showing off perfectly a near identical metal arm. Again she holds her hand out in expectation]

They can make for a decent shield if need be. But don't depend on them, you're better off counting on the one made of flesh.

[And she'll let that pass then]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Vriska's expression becomes a little incredulous as she sees the metallic limb so similar to her own. Almost without thinking she brings her own arm within reach]

I don't know. I find most trolls more agreeable once they've had a taste of metal to the face.

[fabricates]

The difference is that I'm God Tier. No one looks down on me now. I'm the highest of the high out of all the trolls because I'm immortal.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[See how impressed she is. No really]

That's nice. You're still a blue. Just means the highbloods, whoever they may be from your perspective, get to kill you as many times as they like. Which I suspect is remarkably often.

[guiltapalooza]

We don't. Just think of us as exceptions.

And hey, unlikely as it is, I'll keep my fingers crossed that things are better here for you than at home, at least in this respect. No one's pushing drugs on you, anyway. [Unless that's what's in their collars... welp.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

Well, if we ignore that they left me the pills to begin with. Shows how much they know, whoever "they" happen to be.

[She paces a little and then, because she can't help but be curious and, well, for a weird pink alien at least this one speaks sense, she asks:]

So humans have different blood colours too?

[guiltapalooza]

That was the tower people, not the... highbloods, though. [She seems very reluctant about using that word, but gives in for expediency's sake.] I think they just have a very, very awful sense of humor about what they leave people.

--No, humans all have the same blood color. Bright red, though actually it's blue in our veins, the oxygen just makes it red when it hits the atmosphere. [I hope you wanted some science-related babble there.] When we get prejudiced it tends to be about skin color, which can be anything from the pinkish I am to a dark brown. We're a lot less rainbow-y on the whole.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Well if being stuck here in the first place is any indication of their sense of humour I can't say I'm entirely surprised.

[Okay, that is a new one on her and she looks very much confused]

Okay, how does that even work? Ignoring the fact that you have the blood of the Messiah or however it is we're supposed to regard the Signless and his non-spectrum descendent, your blood colour is your blood colour. Except, I guess, when it's not...wait but how does that work with other stuff? Isn't that all the same colour as your blood too?

[guiltapalooza]

What other stuff and why would it be the same color as my blood?

[Oops, they're confusing each other. But there's a fast way to explain the first part of this confusion, and Willow pushes up her sleeve and holds out her arm expectantly.] Here, look. Some of it looks blue. I don't remember the exact explanation why-- I didn't take biology.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Well, you know. Like how it normally shows around the eyes, or if you're enough of a wuss to cry. Or if you're knocking pails with someone.

[Wow, nice topic for a first conversation, no? But she's soon distracted by the biology part]

Well that's just...weird.

[guiltapalooza]

Oh! Yeah, I have seen that. But that doesn't turn out, um, our blood color. Actually our eye color has nothing to do with our blood color. See? Mine are greenish.

There's something satisfying about being so thoroughly unclassable on the hemospectrum, to be frank.

[shesapir8]

[And Mindfang takes it, her grip firm but gentle as she leans forward to inspect the craftsmanship]

Oh they are. But the metal can be such a pain to repair once damaged. Not that I'm doing those repairs, but they do waste my time with waiting.

... This looks like Darkleer's work. Almost. [Pauses] Blueblood, shades only above our own, whose sign looks like this. [Traces the arrow out on the table with her fingertip]